Super Zoo

"Firebird!" Park Zhengyi saw the crested ibis with a tuft of red hair on its head and a bright red tip of its beak. His expression was slightly shocked, and he said vaguely while holding a compressed biscuit in his mouth.

The words were still spoken in Korean. Although Su Ming did not understand him, he was not blind. Park Zhengyi's expression was obviously abnormal.

The crested ibis is a national protected animal and an endangered wild animal. People who are ignorant will be amazed by its unique and gorgeous appearance when they see it. People who are knowledgeable will be surprised to find a wild crested ibis... But in any case, it should not be ordinary. Zhengyi's expression just now was like seeing a ghost.

When a normal person sees a white rhinoceros or a Siberian tiger, does it feel like he has seen a ghost? Obviously not, unless what he saw was a Tyrannosaurus rex, or a divine dragon... Yes, Park Zhengyi's expression just now was like seeing a monster that could only exist in legends.

Something's wrong, it's just a crested ibis.

Su Ming glanced at the little crested ibis calmly, and secretly sent a burst of spiritual power to the little crested ibis.

The little crested ibis now looks more and more like a wild duck. It wiggles its buttocks as it walks, and wanders past Su Ming. It seems to be attracted by the compressed biscuit dregs scattered around Park Zhengyi, and gets closer. Park Zhengyi.

Sure enough, Park Zhengyi didn't even bother to eat, and subconsciously wanted to hug the crested ibis.

Just as he was about to catch the crested ibis, another hand suddenly appeared out of thin air and took the first step to hold the crested ibis in his arms.

"Xiaohong, don't run around." Su Ming said with a smile while holding the crested ibis in his arms.

Park Zhengyi's hands froze in place, and he smiled blankly, as if he was sorry for offending his savior's property without permission. Then, while eating, he secretly glanced at the crested ibis in Su Ming's arms.

Su Ming was completely unaware of the eyes of the man opposite him. The little crested ibis turned over and over in his arms, as if trying to find a more comfortable way to lie down. Su Ming played with the down on its belly casually, seemingly casually. In the middle, the third leg on the belly of the little crested ibis is exposed.

Every time he sees the third leg on the crested ibis' belly, Park Zhengyi's eyelids can't help but beat wildly.

so similar!

Could the legend be true? Are there really three-legged firebirds?

But why is the legendary three-legged firebird only so small and looks completely harmless to humans and animals? How did such a big little guy kill dozens of heavily armed combatants?

Actually getting very close to a human?

Seeing that the little bird in front of him seemed to be the 'creature' in the family legend, Park Zhengyi couldn't help it anymore. He took a sip of water, cleared his throat, and pretended to speak in unfamiliar Chinese: "Thank you for saving me. I."

"You're welcome." Su Ming chuckled and finally spoke. It seems that the crested ibis in his arms is very attractive to this guy, enough so that he can speak Chinese at the risk of revealing his identity.

Park Zhengyi's eyes were obviously about to grow hooks. He stared at the crested ibis, making it clear that he was interested in this little bird. However, Su Ming pretended not to understand anything, and after a faint response, he just said one sentence Not to mention, he didn’t show the slightest curiosity and asked Park Zhengyi about his origins, and he didn’t take the initiative to ask Park Zhengyi why he was curious about the crested ibis.

Anyway, he is not in a hurry. If Park Zhengyi doesn't say anything, he will definitely not speak first to see who can bear it.

Somewhat quiet.

Park Zhengyi's mind was spinning rapidly.

If the situation were different, he would have many ways to get this firebird, even if he killed the young man in front of him.

But it didn't work now. All the men who came with him were dead, and his own body was in an extremely weak state. Even his guns were 'confiscated' by the other party, leaving him without any force to rely on.

The big man who came with the other party was not someone to be trifled with at first glance. Park Zhengyi, who has rich experience in survival in the wild, is very accurate in reading people and has an almost animal-like intuition for dangerous creatures.

What's more, he is now confused as to whether this bird is a firebird or not? Where did it come from? What does it have to do with family legends? ...There are a lot of confusions that cannot be answered, and I can only rely on the young man in front of me.

The only hope may be right in front of him. Park Zhengyi decided not to miss this opportunity no matter what. He couldn't help but ask first: "Mr. Su, can you show me this red bird in your arms?"

Su Ming smiled and did not answer him directly. He casually glanced at the forest not far away.

Several people who came with him died in the forest. Su Meng just dug a hole and buried those people.

"Ahem..." Park Zhengyi coughed twice. A group of foreigners, armed with weapons, appeared deep in the inaccessible Qinling Mountains and were seriously injured. This must be given a reasonable explanation no matter what.

Obviously, this is not easy to explain at all. Park Zhengyi can see that although the Mr. Su in front of him is very young, he is not easy to deceive. Ordinary tourists will never go deep into the Qinling Mountains, and these two people are not like Ordinary wilderness survival enthusiast.

They obviously have a purpose for coming here.

You know people, but you don't know the heart, but it's not impossible to tell a person's good and evil. Park Zhengyi has been in the industry for many years, dealing with all kinds of religions. If he didn't have a vicious look, he wouldn't even be able to understand people, and he would have died long ago. How many times.

Su Ming is not an ordinary person, nor is he a bad person. In other words, Park Zhengyi himself is also such a person. He will not hurt others for no reason unless necessary.

But he was not sure what Su Ming's background was. There were some things he could say, and some he had to reserve.

After thinking for a while, he said: "My nephew, a very smart boy, suffered from a very strange disease. According to my family's records, there may be medicine in the Qinling Mountains that can cure him, so I hired these people and worked with me Let’s go into the Qinling Mountains to look for..."

Park Zhengyi didn't tell lies, but he didn't tell the truth either. In order to save the only male in the family, an uncle brought a group of hired men and encountered a large group of animals in the mountains.

rather than a poaching story.

"Aradillo..." Su Ming almost laughed. Those two pandas really had a trick. They actually thought of letting the armadillo block the bullet? Small things like armadillos are indeed a poacher’s nightmare. Rifle bullets are better. Ordinary pistol bullets and rifles are better used to fight armadillos than to use sticks and shoot at armadillos at close range. Risking your life.

This also explains why the wounds on those people seemed to be caused by the guns they used... Su Ming thought at first that there was a fight within the rebellion.

People who can use guns are not ordinary people. Both parties know it well. Park Zhengyi can only talk to this point. Su Ming nodded and handed the crested ibis to Park Zhengyi.

"The medicine you mentioned that can cure the disease is this crested ibis?" Su Ming asked strangely, how to cure it? Eat it steamed or grilled?

"No, no, it is not used to treat diseases, but it is related to this bird." Park Zhengyi took the crested ibis Xiaohong, touched the third leg on its abdomen, and his eyes lit up.

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as the one in the family legend, a three-legged crested ibis...or rather, a three-legged strange bird that looked like a crested ibis!

A mountain of elixir, which can be taken to make people live longer, whose flesh and bones can make the living dead prolong life; firebirds descending from the sky, tearing apart fully-armed soldiers and feeding on people...

The fragmented fragments of the legend were put together to form a somewhat fantasy or terrifying picture in Park Zhengyi's mind.

Strangely, the little Crested Ibis, who had been so honest just now, suddenly became very uneasy after leaving Su Ming and being in the hands of Park Zhengyi. He twisted his body anxiously and made a growling sound in his stomach, which seemed to be very uncomfortable. He looked like he was struggling to crawl out of Park Zhengyi's arms.

Park Zhengyi's hand holding the crested ibis subconsciously exerted some force, which immediately angered the little guy. He flapped his wings and pecked Park Zhengyi's arm hard with his long, slightly curved beak.

The long beak of the crested ibis was like a steel awl. When he was caught off guard, Park Zhengyi's arm suddenly opened a big hole, and blood flowed profusely.

The little Crested Ibis 'escaped' and barked at Park Zhengyi twice very ferociously, looking very irritable. The cry was like the cracking of gold and stone, very harsh.

Even Su Ming didn't expect that the crested ibis Xiaohong, who had been quite well-behaved all the way, would be so ferocious.

Strictly speaking, it is cruel. Su Ming had rarely seen animal cubs be so aggressive. Even baby crocodiles and wolf cubs would not harm humans so seriously when they were not hungry.

"Come back!" Seeing that the crested ibis was about to bite Pu Zhengyi again, Su Ming grabbed its wings and grabbed it back like a chicken.

The little Crested Ibis was caught by Su Ming, and he immediately became honest and looked innocent.

Park Zhengyi was injured but didn't realize it. Instead, he stared at the crested ibis with a fiery expression and asked in a trembling voice: "Excuse me, where did you find this firebird?"

"Stop the bleeding first." Su Ming casually touched a roll of gauze and threw it to Park Zhengyi. He didn't know if there were bacteria on the long beak of the crested ibis and whether it might cause infection.

"A little injury, it doesn't matter." Park Zhengyi was completely unaware, "Mr. Su, this is very important to me!"

Su Ming glanced at his wound. The bite from the little Crested Ibis was no joke. The wound was almost to the bone. He didn't know how such a little guy could bite him so harshly. If he didn't bandage and treat it in time, he could kill him just because of the bleeding. A great life.

Obviously, in Park Zhengyi's view, the origin of the crested ibis may be more important than his life.

"I met this little guy on the way here. His parents are probably dead. He can't hunt and has no home, so I took him on the road with me. Su Meng, go and bandage his wound. Find some anti-inflammatory and hemostatic medicine." The first sentence was said to Park Zhengyi, and the latter sentence was said to Su Meng.

Su Meng had just taken off the backpack from his back. Before he could find the hemostatic medicine, he suddenly raised his head and looked towards the woods not far away. His pupils narrowed slightly and he let out a low roar like a wild beast.

"Who is it? Come out!" Su Ming also noticed the movement in the forest.